I felt as though I had been having awesome workouts over the last few days so before I started day 4 of Ripped. I decided to step on the scale to see how much weight I had lost. BIG MISTAKE! I thought, surely I must have dropped 2 to 3 pounds. Heck, a few hours earlier I was outside run/walking 2.19 miles through my apartment complex. The day before I did over 3 miles on my lunch break. I stopped at the local mall on my way to work yesterday and walked for 30 minutes while all the stores were still closed. I even climbed 5 flights of stairs at my job several times just to get away from my desk and get a few extra steps in. And I hadn't eaten anything that would be considered "off my diet". So imagine my surprise when I got on the scale and discovered that I had gained a pound. I couldn't believe it. I gained a freakin pound!
You have to give me credit for trying though. I started the workout anyway because I wanted to press on. But my head wasn't in it.
I couldn't get the number I saw on the scale out of my mind. 145...unbelievable!
So I did what any self-respecting compulsive eater would do. I stopped working out, made myself a big bowl of homemade pico de gallo, and threw myself a pity party.
If I'm going to gain a pound, I'm going to gain it for a reason. And hey, at least it wasn't ice cream and cake, right? Mine was the healthiest pity party in the history of pity parties.
I am going to try to reconcile these feelings of frustration, disappointment and defeat and get back on track tomorrow. Coincidentally, the first time I attempted this DVD, I became unglued on Level 2 and never even made it to Level 3. I really don't want that to happen again.
Any words of encouragement, motivation, or maybe just a swift kick in the derriere would be greatly appreciated.
Thanks for reading.
Always,
Blaque
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